Chapter 9 enjoy!
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Dinner And A Show!
Stephanie sat in the back seat of Nico's Jeep, poking Heidi in the side. Heidi had called her early this morning, asking if she wanted to go to New York City with them to go to the only Russian market place that her father went to on special occasions. It was New York City, of course she wanted to tag along with Heidi and her dad.
"So, Diesel got drunk and passed out on your couch," Stephanie leered at Heidi, who flushed but nodded her head, "Are you lying to me?"
"No! Deda told me to lock my doors, so that Diesel wouldn't take advantage of me," Heidi said crossing her arms, sticking her tongue out at Stephanie, "Besides, he was gone by the time I woke up this morning."
"Ja, I gave him a cup of coffee and sent him on his way," Nico said with a smile, "I don't think he should have rode his motorcycle, but I called him later on in the day to see if he was alright, his little friend answered and told me that he was fast asleep, which he needed."
Stephanie smiled and said, "Glad it went well for you guys, my mother kept trying to play the race card with Ricky, I don't know what Daddy said to her, but she hasn't made a peep about me going to homecoming with Ricky since."
"he must have shaken some sense into her," Nico said, driving through the Holland Tunnel, "Are you sure you want your parents to meet us, you know how…unconventional we are, Stephanie."
Stephanie smiled and said, "I sure do, if she acts up, Daddy will make her shut up, you're my best friend's dad, and she has to accept that Heidi isn't going anywhere!"
Heidi faked wiping a tear from her eye and said, "Stephanie, I didn't know you cared so much for me!"
Stephanie giggled and pushed Heidi away from her, "So, why are we going to this market again?"
"For beets, I am making Borsch, and I need the finest beets, the only place I like to get my beets from is this marketplace in New York City," Nico responded looking at Stephanie from the rearview mirror, "Is your mother making desert, or can I make it?"
"no, she said she would bring dessert, pineapple upside down cake, she said she needed to make her best dessert!"
"Oh dear, Christopher is allergic to pineapples, but, I am sure she wouldn't mind if I made him his favorite German chocolate torte," Nico said, giving Heidi his phone, "Heidi, be a dear and put the ingredients on Deda's phone, I don't think we have German chocolate."
Heidi did what she was told and gave Nico his phone back. Nico smiled and said, "Now, let's play our favorite car game, every car pass by, you have to say what color it is in Russian."
Heidi and Stephanie moaned loudly, and they were stuck in traffic too! this was going to be a long ride into the city.
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Sunday had Stephanie in a titter, not only were her parents going over to Heidi's place for dinner, so was Valarie, who had rushed home that day from college, but wouldn't say why she did. Stephanie was sure this would be the dinner from hell, she had a feeling about it.
"This is a nice area," Helen commented, looking at the grand houses in the community that Heidi lived in, "These houses must have cost a fortune, I wonder how Heidi's parents can afford it."
"Helen," Frank started, looking at his wife, as he drove to Heidi's home, "Don't."
Helen huffed and leaned back in her car seat. Stephanie covered her giggles, and Valarie crossed her arms, looking green in the gills. What was wrong with her?
When Helen saw Heidi's house, all she could do was open her mouth, it was huge! Helen turned to Stephanie and asked, "Are her parents drug dealers? How could they afford this?!"
"Mom! That's really rude!" Stephanie said, grabbing the cake carrier and getting out the car, "Really rude."
"Helen, if you can't say anything nice, don't say nothing at all," Frank told his wife, getting out the car, "Behave, or else."
Helen snapped her mouth shut and got out the car. The family walked up to the large double doors and Stephanie rang the doorbell. Moments later, Heidi answered the door and squealed, "Stephanie! Papa Bear!"
Heidi turned to Helen and Valarie and said, in a somber voice, "Mrs. Plum, Valarie, do come in, my parents have appetizers in the sitting room, waiting for us."
Heidi led the family into the sitting room, where Nico and Christopher were pouring wine and juice. Helen looked over to Heidi and asked, "Where are your parents, I thought you said they're waiting for us in this room."
Heidi smiled and jerked her head to Nico and Christopher, "They are my parents. Mrs. Plum, Papa Bear, this is Nico and Christopher Evanston, my fathers!"
Helen opened her mouth, her face turning green. She pointed to Heidi and then to the two men, before she fainted on the ground. Heidi covered her mouth to hide her smirk and asked, "Was it something I said?"
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"I didn't know she lived in a mansion," Ricky commented, looking up at Heidi's home, "Shit, this could fit my house five times."
"I know right," Diesel said, shifting the wine he held in his hand, and ringing the doorbell to Heidi's place.
The two were dressed nicely, or as nicely as they would allow themselves. Diesel wore a red flannel shirt and jeans that looked new. Ricky wore black slacks and a red button up shirt. they looked like perfect gentlemen, well, Ricky did, Diesel just looked like Diesel. This was going to be a nice evening with their potential girlfriends and their girlfriends' parents.
It only took moments before the door opened, and Heidi revealed herself. She gave Diesel and Ricky a deer caught in some headlights look, snapped, "SHIT!" and slammed the door in their faces. Diesel and Ricky turned to look at each other, and then the door opened again and Heidi said, looking flustered, "Uh…what are you two doing here?"
"We're here for Sunday Dinner!" Diesel said with a smile, before he kissed Heidi's cheek, "Kitten, you're looking dazzling in this sweater dress."
Ricky kissed Heidi's other cheek, and gave her a box of pastries, "Indeed, now, where is everyone?"
A long wail of, "WHY MEEEEEE!" tore through the hall. Heidi shook her head and said, "Follow the wambulance, and you'll find everyone else."
Heidi led Ricky and Diesel to the sitting room saying out loud, "Deda, Daddy, we have more guests, Diesel and his friend Ricky."
"Ricky?!" Stephanie yelped, turning to Ricky who smiled and waved at her, "Oh…this is not good at all."
"We've bought wine and baked goods," Ricky said, pointing to the box that Heidi held, "Cuban pastries, I knew you liked them a lot Mr. Evanston."
Nico smiled and said, "Great! I'll be a big old fatty and eat them all myself, sit down boys, would you like some snacks, a drink? Heidi you never told me Ricky was a little hottie, just like Diesel."
Diesel preened under the compliment, "Shucks, I attracts them all," he purred to Heidi, who rolled her eyes.
Stephanie watched as Valarie fanned her mother's face. Helen was laying on the chaise, whining about how her daughter was friends with a girl who had been adopted by gay men. Frank seemed to be a bit red face, either from anger or embarrassment, no one knew.
"I can't believe it, Gloria Stanly's child doesn't associate with these types of people," Helen whined, drinking her cup of wine.
"Babe, your mother is making your dad purple in the face," Ricky said to Stephanie, pointing to her father.
Christopher raised an eyebrow at Helen and asked, "Oh? What kind of people? Successful people, who not only empower their daughter but their daughter's friend, or people who like to take it up the ass? Pick wisely."
"Damn!" Diesel said, covering his mouth with a fist, Who knew Heidi's father, who was extremely nice, could be so cruel?
Helen gave Christopher a glare and said, "Well I never! How dare you-"
"No, how dare you come into their home and insult them, Helen!" Frank said giving Helen a look, "Do you want to wait in the car, like a dog? I didn't think so, sit down, and shut up! Damn woman, you're like the plague!"
Stephanie covered her giggles, looking at the look her mother had on her face. Ricky stood up and said, "Something sure does smell great, is it time for dinner, I could use some food in my stomach right now."
"I could too!" Heidi said quickly, grabbing Stephanie's hand, "Come on Stephanie, we should lead the guys to the formal dining room."
"You have more than one dining room?" Helen asked, stunned.
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"Borsch!" Diesel said excitedly, as a bowl of dark red soup was given to him, "Shit, Mr. Evanston, you know how to feed a man!"
As Diesel tucked into his soup, everyone else looked down at it. Heidi smiled and said, "See Deda, you have a fan!"
Stephanie shuddered after she ate some soup. It didn't taste bad, it was the fact that it was beets. Stephanie turned to Heidi and watched her as she ate her soup. She then turned to Ricky and saw him eating his soup too. her father was eating his soup and chatting with Christopher about male things. Nico had Diesel in a conversation and Valarie was in her own world, eating her soup. Stephanie turned to Heidi and said, "I wonder why Valarie is here? She's so fricking quiet too…."
Heidi shrugged her shoulders and said, "Maybe your mom told her about this dinner, or maybe she got knocked up, who knows-"
Valarie stood up and rounded on Heidi, who jumped back in her seat, "It's all your fault, you little bitch!"
Stephanie stood up and said, "Hey! Don't you call Heidi a bitch! She didn't do shit!"
"Yes she did! She set a fucking bar I couldn't reach!" Valarie snapped, seething, "Fred dumped me! I wasn't good enough for him, he wanted someone like Heidi fucking Evanston!"
"How in the hell is that my fault?" Heidi asked, looking at Valarie, who shook with rage.
"Because, I tried to be like you, to look sexy, to be smart!" Valarie said, gripping her soup spoon tightly, "And then he asked to have sex with no protection, and so I did, I'm pregnant because of you and your everything!"
"Damn!" Ricky said, looking at Valarie, his eyes wide.
Nico got up rushing out, "Well, I'll go check on the uh…dishwater."
Diesel shook his head saying, "Tsk Tsk, don't you know about 'no glove, no love?"
Frank got up and said, placing a hand on Valarie's shoulder, "Now, let's go somewhere private and talk about this, sweet heart."
Helen had turned white as a ghost, looking at her perfect daughter, the one who could do no wrong, "Pregnant? You're pregnant!"
Helen rounded on Heidi who shook her head, covering her face, "You hussy! You ruined my daughter's life!"
Helen got up and made to grab Heidi, but Christopher stopped her saying, "Touch my daughter, and I'll show you what an ex-Special Ops can do with his bare hands."
Helen shrank back in fear and rounded on Stephanie, "Stephanie Michelle Plum, you are not allowed to associate with these people ever again, you need to find some other friends!"
"No, I won't," Stephanie said crossing her arms, "It's not anyone's fault but Valarie's we all told her about Fred, but she wouldn't listen, so the blame rests solely on her!"
Frank nodded his head and said, "And we'll have a powwow about what to do next, but Helen, you can't tell your daughter who she can associate with, these people, as you so politely put it, are people who have yet to show an ounce of malice to you, but you've been a bitch, me and you are going to have a much more serious chat."
"These people?! You want our daughter to be near two gay men, a Hispanic and a home wrecker?" Helen said waving her arms, "And I don't know about the other boy, but he looks like a thug!"
"Aww, thanks for the compliment!" Diesel gushed, holding his cheeks, "I am a thug!"
"I think," Ricky said getting up, and going over to Helen, "It's time for you to leave, Mrs. Plum, is looking a little ticked."
"Which one?" Diesel asked, pointing to Nico, who was in the arch way, wielding a butcher knife, "Holy shit! Someone is going to jail."
Heidi got up and said, "Deda, let's go and get the torte, Mrs. Plum will be gone soon!" leading her father back into the kitchen.
"She better be!" Nico snapped, as Heidi pushed him away, "How dare that cow come in here and insult everyone at the table, I would have called the secret police on her, if this was still Soviet Russia!"
Frank grabbed Helen by her arm, turned to Christopher and said, "I apologize about my wife's behavior, Stephanie, you can stay here all this week, your mother and I are going to have a serious conversation about tolerance, and Valarie, call your school and tell them that you're sick, we need to work on a game plan."
Stephanie groaned, as her parents and sister left, Christopher going with the group, to talk to Frank, "Worst dinner ever, you know, the feeling of dread was all over me since last night, worst dinner, ever!"
Ricky placed a hand on Stephanie's shoulder and said, "Babe….it can't get any worse, trust me."
"Hate to be Kingston Buzzkill here,' Diesel lied, looking at the two, "But whenever someone says that, the shit hits the fan and something bad occurs."
Heidi looked at Ricky and snapped, "Oh shit! He's right! How dare you open your mouth and say that!"
"I don't believe in that silly stuff," Ricky said, wrapping an arm around Stephanie, "It'll be fine Babe, you got me, and Heidi, and 45 percent of Diesel."
"That's as good as it's going to get too," Diesel said, tucking into the chocolate torte, "Some night, I was expecting fireworks, but nothing like that! That was a fucking Atom Bomb, shit, we need to have more dinners like this one!"
TBC…
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